Cry for peace

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My land
Our land
Once filled with greatness and green
Once bound by the honour and unity within
Once motto’ed by peace
Now being shattered by its children Piece by piece

The sweat of the fathers
The toil of the mothers
Being washed away by the showers of hatred and wars

Hope is inevitable
But yet far away
Joy is now rare
As the flood tears of mothers make their way

We are all slaves to pain
Crippled by loss
Skeptical about the lead
As we watch our families bleed

My land
Our land
Once filled with greatness and green
Once bound by the unity within
Now being shattered by its children piece by piece
Craves the attention of its lovers
Who can fix it from piece to peace

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